Finally snapped my drought with a topshelf wrister today, the last goal in a losing cause.
We're down 2-1 now in our best-of-5 series. Things are getting a little heated, tempers flaring, people getting physical.
Had a few chances earlier in the game too, but missed the net on one and couldn't stuff it past the goalie on others.
Used my feet a lot more today, indicative of my primal need for soccer.
A tiny window into my world.
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